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Something More. Part 4

"NOO!!" Shawn let out an agonizing cry and rushed forward to his brothers aid with Darkwing right behind him.

Shawn ran to his brother, who lay on his back holding his wounded shoulder. "Gerad?!"

The redheaded ducks eyes fluttered open. His shoulder had been hit. He was losing blood fast. "His piercing green eyes followed the ascending Helicopter. "Stop them.." he said weakly.

Without hesitation, Shawn rose to his feat and sprinted toward the lifting helicopter. As he ran, he drew his crossbow and an arrow. He fired. The arrow found it's mark, the side of the cockpit. Of all the special arrows he had, this was was the most unique. The arrowhead didn't shatter on contact, rather the shaft expanded into an elastic-like "bungee"cord. Shawn was able to grab the dangling end of the cord and used his weight to offset the balance of the chopper. The helicopter lurched to the side, tossing the passengers about.

Darkwing pulled out his Gas Gun and fired a smoke canister into the front of the helicopter. Blue smoke filled the cockpit, blinding the pilot.

Dr. Bellum took advantage of the opportunity to drive an elbow into the hawks ribs, causing him to release her. She jumped from the open door, grabbed onto the cord and slid down to the roof.

Shawn let go of the cord. The helicopter spun out of control as it attempted to escape and crashed less than a hundred yards away in the wooded area near the Lab grounds.

Dr. Bellum was already tending Gerad's wounded shoulder as the professor appeared on the rooftop with the police.

"Come on, They'll take care of Gerad." Shawn called to Darkwing as he pulled out another 'bungee' cord arrow and used it to repel down the side of the building, Darkwing close behind. "We can't let those creeps get away!" Shawn told Darkwing as he ran in the direction of the crashed helicopter.

Unfortunately, by time they had found the downed chopper, the criminals were nowhere to be seen.

An hour had passed. Police combed the woods with flashlight and dogs with no luck, the felons had escaped into the night. Gerad had been taken to the hospital. Their father and Dr. Bellum had gone with him.

Now, Darkwing sat on the RatCatcher watching from afar as the police were trying to explain what had happened there to the mob of reporters that flocked around the scene of the event.

Shawn had managed to slip away from the reporters and joined Darkwing in the still of the night. "I hear your brother is going to be fine." said Darkwing with an assuring smile.

"Yeah, I guess I'll go to the hospital to see him after I pick up his wife and kid. They'll want to go too."

A look of shock swept Darkwing's face "He's Married?!"

Shawn laughed "Yep. He's married, and I'm engaged to be."

"You must have some very understanding women in your lives!" Darkwing chuckled.

Shawn grinned "Very understanding. You should meet them sometime."

"I'd like to." Darkwing replied earnestly.

Shawn extended a hand which Darkwing gladly shook."Hope to work with you again some time Darkwing Duck!"

"Good by Shawn."

With that the young P.I. turned and walk off into the cool night. Darkwing watched him disappear into the darkness, looking forward to the next time they would meet.

"The next time.. "Darkwing's memory of that night faded and he brought his thoughts back to the present time. The pain. The pain was still there after all those years. He had actually been looking forward to working with them again. They were incredible people. But that wasn't to be. He never saw them again. A short time after that night, Gerad and Shawn died, along with Gerad's wife. They had been targeted by an assassin.

Darkwing had only known them for a few hours, yet there had been something about them.

When he heard of their deaths ....it did something to him. It scared him. If knowing somebody for such a short time could hurt that much, he'd rather be alone. He closed himself off from the world around him.

He'd lived a life of isolation, until Gosalyn came along – then LaunchPad and even Honker. They'd managed to get him to open up in a way he though he no longer could.

Still, the memory of those two Detectives had haunted him for so long. Somehow, he felt a connection with them. Even now, after all these years, he could still see their faces, hear their voices when he was alone in the still of the night. It was as if they were trying to tell him something, but what? It was if there was something about them he needed to know.

Perhaps he just needed closure.

That's why he'd asked J. Gander to Find the information for him.

He didn't know a lot about the brothers, not even their last name. He knew they'd been murdered. A hit had been put out on them. Maybe by the crime boss they thwarted that night at the Lab.

Something was coming up in the fax machine. It was an old newspaper article. Darkwing pulled it out. There was a picture of Gerad's and Shawn's family and a caption underneath the photo.

As Darkwing looked at the picture, he felt his entire body go numb. Nothing had prepared him for this. The picture was of Gerad, Shawn, Gerad's wife and daughter and their father. "Impossible. .it can't be..." Darkwing gasped as his legs gave under him and he sank to the floor. The color gone from his face.

The picture was of Gerad seated in a chair, his daughter on his lap. His wife and brother on either side of him and his father next to Shawn. Darkwing eyes fell on the picture of the little girl sitting happily on her fathers lap, her tiny hands stretch out reaching for the camera. The caption underneath read.

Gerad Waddlemeyer his wife Alani his brother Shawn were all gunned down in front of their home this morning in a drive by shooting. They were all pronounced dead at the scene. They are survived by Gerad's and Shawn's father Professor Jason Waddlemeyer and Gerad's and Alani's 4 year old daughter Gosalyn.

Authors Note:

Now,did anybody suspect that Gerad was going to turn out to be Gosalyn biological father?